Chapter 58 Why should I apologize?
Xie Jinghuai looked completely bewildered. "What play? What nonsense are you spouting?"
Jiang Shiyuan scoffed lightly, "Before, I just thought you were cold-hearted, but now it seems you're also very hypocritical."
She would not confide or vent her past grievances, bitterness, or sorrow to him.
She knew all too well that the squeaky wheel gets the grease, but she just couldn't bring herself to do what Lin Zhixin did: use her vulnerability and tears to win a man's attention and pity.
Moreover, every time those painful memories were brought up, it felt like another knife was plunged into her already wounded heart. She didn't want to inflict further pain on herself.
"Jiang Shiyuan, what play? Explain yourself clearly." Xie Jinghuai stared intently at her with his phoenix eyes.
"You're not leaving, are you? I'm leaving."
Today's turmoil left Jiang Shiyuan physically and mentally exhausted, with no strength left to deal with Xie Jinghuai. She just wanted to get through the night.
If we can avoid seeing each other in the future, we will.
“Jiang Shiyuan, I admit that it was my oversight that you were pregnant.”
Xie Jinghuai subconsciously grabbed her arm, his slender fingers tightening, "But don't you bear any responsibility for today's turmoil?"
That Su Xier, although she comes from a poor background, is uneducated, and has a terrible temper, she is still your friend. Why didn't you ask her to go to the hospital with you? Why did you have to ask Ye Yu?
By doing this, aren't you clearly giving people ammunition and causing misunderstandings? Mom misunderstood you, but it wasn't intentional, was it?
Previously, he was taciturn and indifferent to his wife, who was like a decoration. Apart from sex, he was too lazy to even hold her hand.
He always felt that Jiang Shiyuan was not well-educated, incompetent, and spent his days wearing an apron, shuttling between the kitchen and the children's room, living in a conventional, vulgar, and boring information cocoon.
He never bothered to discuss anything with Jiang Shiyuan—nothing about artificial intelligence, cutting-edge technology, or large-scale transactions—that he talked about with Lin Zhixin. He didn't want to waste time talking to a woman with an empty head.
But ever since she started her divorce proceedings, Xie Jinghuai has inexplicably been drawn to a side of her that he had never shown before.
Seeing her suffer today, he felt a little uncomfortable.
Seeing her disheveled clothes and the hint of resentment in her beautiful eyes, he even felt a dryness in his throat and wanted to do something with her.
He didn't know what was wrong with him.
He had never felt this way about her before.
“Yes, what did the Xie family do wrong? The one who is wrong is me, a mere mortal, lowly and presumptuous, who should not have entered the Xie family’s door.” Jiang Shiyuan’s almond-shaped eyes turned red, and she abruptly pulled her arm away.
With a hissing sound—
The crisp sound of shimmering brocade seemed to tear a chasm between the two of them.
The man stared in astonishment at Jiang Shiyuan's exposed, snow-white arms, his eyes darkening.
"You—!" Jiang Shiyuan stared wide-eyed, her thin shoulders trembling with anger.
Xie Jinghuai remained silent for a long while, then finally uttered a hoarse sentence:
"I didn't mean to."
Jiang Shiyuan had truly had enough of him. She took off her ripped bathrobe and angrily threw it on the ground.
"I will arrange a time to process the divorce certificate as soon as possible. Don't forget the promise you made in public!"
Xie Jinghuai's thin lips turned pale. "Jiang Shiyuan, leave me..."
"You can't live without you, right? Ha... Then let me see how capable you are, Mr. Xie, and how powerful your methods are. Is the world so big that it can't accommodate someone like Jiang Shiyuan?"
Jiang Shiyuan raised her chin slightly, her dark, beautiful eyes shining brightly, "The poorest you can be is a beggar, but as long as you don't die, you'll eventually rise to the top."
Xie Jinghuai, leaving you isn't the end; leaving you is the true beginning of my life.
After saying that, she quickly left the room.
Liu Xie Jinghuai stood frozen in place, fiercely clenching the silk still warm from the woman's body into his palm.
On the other side, Jiang Shiyuan stood at the door, taking deep breaths to suppress the emotions surging in her chest.
He did so many wrong things: he misunderstood her, suspected her, joined others in attacking her, and even beat up her friends...
In the end, not a single apology was offered.
Jiang Shiyuan twitched her pale lips, amused by her own delusions:
"Xie Jinghuai, getting an apology from you is harder than climbing to heaven."
...
It ended badly again.
Xie Jinghuai discovered that he and Jiang Shiyuan could no longer communicate normally.
If she didn't speak well enough, she would unleash a barrage of fire at him like an AK-47.
Xie Jinghuai also harbored resentment, blaming the current chaotic situation on Jiang Shiyuan's reckless entanglement with Ye Yu.
Even if they didn't have an affair, how can there be pure friendship between a man and a woman?
At the same time, how could Xie Jinghuai not see through Ye Yu's crooked thoughts? He was just using the guise of a friend to get close to Jiang Shiyuan, but his real intention was to get there first!
The way he looked at Jiang Shiyuan was never innocent!
"Young Master? What are you doing at the old house?"
Xie Jinghuai stood in the living room, lost in thought, when he heard Aunt Feng's surprised voice behind him, "You wouldn't be... here to see the young mistress, would you?"
I advise you to go back to Guanlan Garden. With so much happening today, you really shouldn't stay here. If the Old Madam sees you here tomorrow morning, she'll be very angry, and anger is bad for your health.”
"I just wanted to talk to Jiang Shiyuan. I'm leaving now." Xie Jinghuai naturally understood this, so he didn't plan to stay.
Aunt Feng paused, then asked in a low voice, "So... how did your talk go?"
The man's somber expression said it all.
Aunt Feng was the type to advise reconciliation, not separation, so she asked urgently, "Young Master, have you properly apologized to the Young Madam?"
"Apologize? Why should I apologize?"
Xie Jinghuai's suppressed anger flared up again. "I may have been a bit harsh, but when you see those ambiguous photos and witness your wife going to the gynecologist with another man, what husband can remain calm and indifferent?"
Am I some kind of spineless coward, a complete traitor?
“Young Master, you were indeed wrong in this matter. You shouldn’t have distrusted the Young Madam from the very beginning.”
Aunt Feng said earnestly, "Others may not understand the young mistress, but you are her husband, you are with her day and night, sharing the same bed with her, don't you understand her?"
Xie Jinghuai sneered, "Heh, do I know her? I only recently found out she has such a close male friend. She's really good at hiding things!"
It's getting late, let's rest.
He didn't want to talk about Jiang Shiyuan anymore, feeling ashamed, and started to leave.
"Young Master!"
Aunt Feng called out to him anxiously, "There's no way to hide it anymore. A few days ago, the old lady suddenly fainted and fell into the water. It was the young mistress who rescued her!"
Xie Jinghuai's pupils dilated. "What did you say?"
"It was the young mistress who discovered it in time and jumped into the icy water to save the old lady! She also performed first aid on the old lady and took her to the hospital, soaking wet, and stayed by her side at the door of the emergency room!"
Aunt Feng recalled how Jiang Shiyuan was shivering from the cold, yet she insisted on standing in the corridor praying for the old lady. Her heart ached so much that she almost burst into tears. "It's so bad for the young girl's health to catch a cold!"
If I had known the young mistress had just miscarried not long ago… I should have at least draped a blanket over her and brought her a cup of hot tea! I'm so regretful!
Xie Jinghuai's expression went blank for a moment, as if his soul had been struck by something hard.
A mix of shock and bewilderment.
"Young Master, the Young Madam is truly devoted to you. If you say she's cheating on you, that she has another man outside... I would never believe it, not even if you beat me to death!"
*
Jiang Shiyuan went back and recuperated for three days, and her health was restored.
I've been so sick these past few days that I haven't had time to look at the project materials for Yongheng Technology. My study progress has fallen behind.
So, taking advantage of the good weather, Jiang Shiyuan took a taxi to Peking University Library to look up some information about artificial intelligence.
The School of Computer Science and Technology at Peking University was one of the first in China to offer courses in artificial intelligence. It has gained widespread recognition in the domestic AI community and is one of the birthplaces of artificial intelligence research.
Jiang Shiyuan completed her undergraduate and master's degrees here.
Originally, she was recommended to pursue a doctorate, but in order to marry Xie Jinghuai, she gave up the precious opportunity to study and instead devoted herself to her family, becoming a wife, mother, and cook.
Of course, there's nothing wrong with being a housewife; being supported by a man is also a skill.
However, with her knowledge, abilities, and talent, she clearly had a broader stage and could have been seen by more people.
At that time, she was deeply in love with Xie Jinghuai and didn't think her choice was wrong.
Then, she spent five years proving one thing—
My feet were blistered, all from walking.
The path of academic pursuits is far easier than the path of marriage.
Jiang Shiyuan tied her ponytail with a burgundy hair tie, put on silver-rimmed glasses that she wouldn't normally wear, and sat by the floor-to-ceiling window, immersing herself completely in the ocean of knowledge.
"Senior? Senior?"
She lifted her small face, which was buried deep in the book.
Sitting in front of me was a smiling college student. He was handsome, with a clean-cut face and a sunny smile. You could tell at a glance that he was especially popular with young girls.
"Excuse me, is there something you need?" Jiang Shiyuan narrowed her eyes slightly and pushed up her glasses on her elegant nose with her fingertips.
The male student rested his chin on his hand, staring intently at her. "Senior, can I add you on WeChat? I've been observing you for a long time, and I swear to God, you really are my ideal type."
If you don't have any friends of the opposite sex, I'd like to be your friend of the opposite sex. If you don't have a boyfriend, then I'd like to...
Haha, kids these days are so straightforward.
Jiang Shiyuan smiled slightly and asked, "Classmate, would you suggest I get a divorce?"
The male student was dumbfounded. "Huh...?"
“If you don’t recommend that I get a divorce and raise the child, and your ex-husband is an eccentric man who goes crazy from time to time, then we can be friends.”
The boy was dull and lifeless.
Such a stunning beauty...is married?! And has a child?!
He even suspected that she was being abstract in order to reject him!
Just then, a strong voice came from ahead, calling her name:
"Jiang Shiyuan?"
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